Last night, my mother and I were watching something on TV and a commercial came on for "Hoarders" or something like it. My mother says that could never happen with her. I said "No kidding! I'd like to see you try!" If we leave one thing out of place, my father is right there to move it or question us. Then, almost as if he knew it was his cue, he came into the room. He looked at an envelope that was on the ottoman next to my feet. "Hmmm, what is this?" I laughed and said I was using it as a bookmark, it would leave with me.
So today I had a few appointments and a lot of walking - a lot for me anyway. So when I got back to the house I went up to my room to rest. I ended up falling asleep for five hours. Not a good plan. I got up and as I passed me father he starts laughing at me and tells me I will be up alllllll night!
So I go down to the kitchen to get something to eat and I note that as always, the oven mitts are in this drawer, one on top of the other. Facing the same way. Very orderly. So I make sure to put them back....upside down and backwards.